Phyllis Babcock Poet I do not know?

A Thief Today

O you wounded spiteful man

Society cast you if they can

The spider spun her web

And tormented your head

Poison ran thru your veins

You tried for other gains

You live in a web of deceit

Crime all around at your feet

You prey upon the rich and poor

With your venom you break the door

Thief you spun your web and caught

My possessions and left me naught

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Connie Marcum Wong April 15, 2017 at 6:38 PM It is horrible to suffer a violation like this Phyl. This poem is wonderfully written. Blessings this Easter and I hope this poem is not from a personal attack. 7 ; )

Bawa Talwar April 14, 2017 at 2:24 AM Being robbed is not a good feeling at all You are so right in your observance they don't spare anyone rich or poor.

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire March 28, 2013 at 6:56 PM Dear Phyllis,Did this really happen to YOU I know what that's like. i was robbed 3 or 4 Years ago.They destoyed my computer and stole the most valuable Possession LENORE'S Wedding Vail Did YOU get anything back. My Heart goes out to YOU. I LOVE YOU ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Eternal Liege...Harry

Andrea Dietrich March 22, 2011 at 10:13 PM I think I've seen all of your last two pages, let me double check the middle one, page three again!

Andrea Dietrich October 19, 2010 at 9:11 PM sounds like someone got robbed!! WAs this inspired by something that happened that day? Yes, an event like that can sure set us to writing a poem!! well, I bid you goodnight, Phyllis. LUv, Andrea